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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Find Yourself

I have heard your story,

I have heard you loud & clear

Scars like an abyss

With no visual markings

Trust has withered away

Like a raisin in the sun

What he has done

Is unforgivable

And some days

Seem unlivable

I hear you miss,

I hear you loud and clear

I see the way these boys

Play Russian roulette with

Words like spiked bats

Swinging aimlessly

Using your insecurities like a piñata

Trying to break you open

Till your warmth, care & love

Hit the ground

More times than not I have been the one

Trying to pick up the pieces

And somehow make it better again.

Sometimes only trying to be a friend

Sometimes trying to be more

Sometimes feeling so distant

Than it would be better to write

Than fight to have you closer.

Your story is like so many others

Ex girlfriends, ex flings,

Mothers, daughters, nieces, cousins

Over these years I have tried to make sense of it.

I have tried to understand.

It is so easy to blame him

So easy to tell the world what a monster he was.

So easy to not look inside yourself

And understand your self worth.

Motherly instincts tell you to nurture

To care for

To put band aids over wounds

And make it all better.

So what if he had no car,

No job,

No direction,

No drive,

SO what if he sold drugs,

Had a criminal record,

And a few go to girls on the side.

He had enough swagger,

Enough confidence,

Enough of that “fuck it” attitude to

Show you that attention you needed.

How strong are you?

How many dates did you wait

Till legs spread open

Exposing the vulnerability

Of the need to be wanted, embraced?

How many times did you let him use your body,

So he could get his and you could not get yours?

How many times did you let him borrow,

Using your kindness for weakness?

How many nights did text messages go unanswered while

The other side of the bed stayed vacant?

How many times did you feel like you felt before you met
him.

Alone.

How many times did you stand up for yourself and say no!

How many times did you repeat the same steps with the same
kind of guys?

There are boys and there are men.

There are those
types that will talk to anything with a pulse

Those who exhaust energy into seeing how much ass they can
pull

Those who’s money goes to addictions and escape

Those who never took time to understand their self worth,

Those are the one’s we call boys.

The one you’re looking for might not be as attractive,

Might not have tattoos and piercing & the newest bummy
fashion trend.

Might not be spending endless nights at the bars & clubs
searching,

Might not be out screaming for attention out in public.

If we are suppose to be reflections of one another

Then you are no better than the one’s you choose to keep
company with.

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Spoken Views was created by Iain "Emic" Watson & Tony "Talik" Walker in late 2006. The vision was to create & support an alternative scene of spoken word poets, freestylers, writers, artists & musicians in effort to bring awareness & diversity to Reno's forever growing cultural community. After promoting several spoken word events at Se7en & Beach Hut Deli, the need for these events soon grew. Spoken Views responded by hosting monthly poetry and music nights @ various locations. Poets and writers range in age, skill, and background & audiences are always diverse and supportive. These nights have grown into one of Reno’s most dynamic and consistent poetry events and was voted best poetry open mic 2010 in the Reno News and Review.

Spoken Views has formed a growing collective of about 13 poets who perform at various venues and events both as solo artists and together as a team.